Good morning! I haven’t tried to catch up since yesterday, but somehow I will.
I just had to share the funniest thing I saw this morning. I got on the elevator with a guy whose hands were full - coffee, computer bag, insulated lunch bag - and I noticed he had something in his pocket. A bit of yellow was peeking out.
I started to (but didn’t) say “Is that a banana in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?” I chickened out, but I laughed all the way to my floor. Hee!
No paramedic for me. To justify that would mean I switch careers, and I couldn’t afford the pay cut. 
In another year, I’m going to go for EMT-I, which is one step below paramedic, but in the meantime, I want the experience and to concentrate on becoming a Rescue Tech (vehicle extractions, collapsed buildings, etc.) The RT motto: We’re here to save your ass, not kiss it.
Anyone know how to get the cat pee smell out of everything? We turned on the AC, and boy-the house now stinks. I have washed one large area rug, and am plannning to do our duvet after work. The husband is going to steam clean the carpets while wer’e out of town (yay-although I’ll come home to a mess). How about the cat smell on hardwood floors? I haven’t yet truly scrubbed them, but would ammonia and water be counterproductive or brilliant?
Off to work. Why? Why must I work?
Don’t believe you.
WON’T believe you until we see a picture…of both of you eating baklava.
And doing the strangling with the hair thing, that would be good proof.
Yep.
**rigs **- go to a pet supply store and get this stuff called Nature’s Miracle. It’s expensive but it works really well. It’s an enyzmatic cleaner that breaks down the cat pee.
Yes, I’m still up. I’m a crampy mess and out of Motrin. Excedrin takes care of my migraines but does jack squat for cramps. Oh well - the corner store opens in an hour.
I’m at work, so don’t want to be here. It is so freaking quiet around here…I’ve practically begged for work to do and no one has anything. So here I sit. I’m very thankful to have a job though. 
I’m not done with the HP book yet, but almost half way through it and I have to say that it’s just not doing it for me. I’m disappointed in it so far…so here’s to hoping it gets better. Anyone else feel this way? Oh and please no spoilers since I haven’t finished the book yet!
So all this talk about Baklava, what in the world is it? I don’t believe I ever had it before…
LOUNE, shouldn’t you be doing the prodding in the middle of the night? Unless of course you want another guy to do the prodding…wait, don’t even go there…see what boredom does for me??
I was lame last night and went to bed at 8. ACK! That is so freaking early, I shouldn’t be going to bed that early, but I guess I needed the sleep. Got up at 5 a.m. before my alarm went off too. LOVE it when that happens.
Uh, because beerverages ain’t free?
Regarding the cat pee thing, ammonia might work on the hardwood. I’d start with the carpets using the carpet shampoo that has oxyclean in it, with extra oxyclean thrown in. There’s some stuff called Odo-Ban that does a pretty good job of covering up bad odors, and also something else called Nature’s Recipe which is an enzymatic cleaner designed for four legged poop and pee fairy attacks.
Good luck.
The middle third is a snoozefest. It’ll get better quickly.
Seconding Nature’s Miracle. The stuff works.
In my experience Greek baklava is really soaked in honey, and Middle Eastern-style is in smaller, lightser pieces, and is more buttery and flaky. And has rosewater instead of honey. I like it better. It’s not as overpowering.
Not that I’ll turn down Greek baklava. Nope.
Yawn. Tea, possible throwing up, going to the optometrist’s, packing boxes. It’s exciting.
:smack: Yeah, that stuff. Nature’s Recipe is dog food…
CONGRATS TO OUR HERO, BOBBIO!!!
Well, I see I can’t leave you younguns alone for five minutes before the sophomoric humor starts flying. And don’t you go start blaming the bear cause he wasn’t even here! Now clean up this place, pronto! And no looks. I SAW THAT!
Be sure and spot test with the Natures Miracle. You might better let Stanley Steamer handle the carpets. My experience was that even several gallons of Natures Miracle wasn’t enought to get rid of the smell in a carpet.
dots, fingers crossed for baby noor.
Nothing to report today. Not all that busy but there’s a staff meeting at noon. 
Tupug
With 100 pages left to go in the Harry Potter book, that’s what I felt. I even considered calling in late; it would only take me less than an hour to tie that up. But I’ll save it for lunch.
Feel like CRAP today - allergies are acting up really bad and I am sniffly and sneezy.
Congrats Bobbio! Are they gonna get you a cool uniform with a superhero-esque logo on the front?
Morning, all. I got up early (for me) after staying up late (as usual) to finish the latest batch of rush congressional [del]drivel[/del] bickering, and am now caffeinating and relaxing a bit. Before starting the next batch of rush congressional [del]drivel[/del] idiocy, which will be followed by yet another short overnight batch of rush congressional [del]drivel[/del] moronitude. Can you tell I adore our congressional [del]mis[/del]representatives on the Hill? 
Anyway, I got nuttin’ this morning. Hugs to Baby Noor to be well on the road to recovery, good thoughts for not throwing up to LiLi, no HP spoilers yet, PLEASE, to everybody, and everyone behave yourselves, now!
Pictures:
Our neighbor’s dog Wylie, is the Dennis the Menace of dogs. friendly as all get out, but always where he shouldn’t be. Here, he sneaks over and watches Scarlett and Marty eating. Moments after this was snapped, Marty (on the right) turned and saw him there. Marty, being older, worldly and calm, continued eating. Then Scarlett saw him. Scarlett, being edgy, hissed, jumped OVER marty, and ran to hide.
Your Star today, Cuervo. This, and the next one are significant, because you have to know (or recall) the history with him. When he was a wee baby, he went everywhere in the house unchallenged. Then he began to mature and Scarlett started hating and intimidating him. She laid claim to the Family Room, it having been until then, his private refuge. He’d go anywhere in the house except the kitchen, which is next to the FR, and the FR itself. Lately, just in the last few months, I think there might have been an “event” (big ass brawl) and Scarlett realized he is no longer small and intimidateable. (he has claws. She is big, strong but slow. He is young fast and can cut. He fears her not at all) Now, he goes anywhere he damn well pleases, whenever he wants and in fact has boxed Scarlett into the Family Room. She ventures out anywhere else, and you hear the hissing (hers), the claws on the Pergo (da both of them) and she runs back into the room she was so proud to claim as her own, but which has now become her prison. He doesn’t bother her in the FR, but he comes and goes now, plays with HER toys and just gives her that “whatcha gonna do about it?” look. Priceless, my little boy is all grown up. Makes a mommy proud.
Anyway, that picture of him by their food dish speaks volumes because, well because it’s Scarlett’s FOOD, and weeks ago, he would have risked his life walking near it, let alone sniffing it.
As a kitten, when he made the FR his sanctuary, he lived under this ottoman. He was safe there because Scarlett couldn’t get him there. This was just the other day. You’ll notice that the ottoman there under the window, is the Repository of cat toys. Lately, as he re-discovers his old toys in the FR, he does this kind of thing all the time, visits his old haunts - this ottoman, under the recliner, in front of the fireplace… he felt safe under the ottoman the other night, even after Scarlett discovered him there and tried to stare him down. She’s trying to look mean there, and he looks excited, but moments after I took this, he calmly got out from underneath, stretched and fell onto his side into the Patented Cuervo “see my boys” Flop and roll. in what was a clear display of male [del]arrogance[/del] superiority.
I think he’s trying to make nice with her and get her to play, instead of constantly having the hating and hissing going on. They sit closer to each other all the time, so who knows, maybe the day of reconciliation awaits. That’s what Marty wants, he’d obviously appreciate the help keeping the little guy occupied.
And, no. No one suggest another kitten. Three is a good number. Unless…
I meant to say congrats, Bobbio. My computer is at a crawl this morning. I hate Citrix
Yay! I have kitty pix!
Here’s one pic and another. He’s about 4 months old, not a tiny kitten but still a kitten. He’s a sweetheart, even when his eyes were swollen shut he was very affectionate. The eyes look a little scary now but they are already better than the first day and will hopefully heal up fine. He looks just like my Luna so I think the eyes are blue under there. He could have some reoccurance of the upper respiratory later in life but the eye problem shouldn’t ever get that bad, keeping him on lysine may help prevent reoccurance. So who wants him?
I’m up and moving (and bouncing for Special1). Be back later. Have a great day all!
Howdy Y’all! I’m up and caffienated. I stayed over a couple hours last night and was tahred when I got home, so I took a shower and went to bed.
WOOHOO!!!
CONGRATS BBBOBBIO!!!
Snakes Pasequan looks as weird as I would have imagined. Thanks for the pics. I’ve always wondered about that place.
Heff & Roo, at least I think it was you, I do like my job. A lot. It’s way different than what I was doin’ but also way more enjoyable. Second shift is takin’ gettin’ use to, but I can manage it.
Ok, short post today cause I needs to get myself motivated.
Later Y’all!
Before I forget, I just have to share this - I expect it’ll hit home with a lot of us…
I’ve taken the kids to the airport and I made a couple of stops onthe way home. As soon as I read the funnies, I’m going to head to my studio and make a mess for a while.